First, why the hell is WordPress asking me if I'm a night person or morning person instead of the usual "type here to start a new block" instruction? That's fucking weird, WordPress. No. Second, I know I haven't done a real post in a while, but instead of excuses I have real reasons. SK and… Continue reading Update From the Thick of It
Tag: fAngus
A Feline Drama in 4 Parts
Warning: contains naked cat belly. It's just an evening bath. Nothing to see here. It's FINE. We're all fine. NO I'M NOT WEARING PANTS. Don't you people keep saying pants are bullshit in this house? (To Butterfle): WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING? BRING ME SOLO AND THE WOOKIE! You all suck. There's no privacy here at… Continue reading A Feline Drama in 4 Parts
fAngus Update and Vacation
I've been busy doing as much NOTHING as possible, so I'm remiss on updating the status of fAngus's recovery. The torture continues for him, although just before vacation he was able to drop off the awful antibiotic (the one that could burn a hole in his esophagus if he didn't eat immediately after and make… Continue reading fAngus Update and Vacation
fAngus’s Unexpected ER Adventure
Last Thursday in the middle of an extremely busy work day (including a go-live of a software product my team has been working on for a long time), I was interrupted by a cat who skittered across the kitchen floor at a dead run, yowling. It sounds funny, but fAngus only yowls when he's in… Continue reading fAngus’s Unexpected ER Adventure
fAngus: Destroyer of Worlds (and cords)
I present: a series of reasons why I'm not allowed to have nice things, brought to you by a cat who's been incarcerated in my house for the last three years and occasionally reminds me he'll eat my eyeballs first when I die. Destruction, wrapped in fluff. You clearly have too much screen time, and… Continue reading fAngus: Destroyer of Worlds (and cords)
Dear Diary – Day 1185
Dear diary, the Evil Overlord has cruelly prevented me from recording my suffering for quite some time, by blocking my access to the keyboard with YET ANOTHER hound from hell. The newest tormentor is fluffy and white and I hates her with the fire of a thousand suns. She keeps pinning me down to lick… Continue reading Dear Diary – Day 1185
Beware fAnguses Bearing Gifts
I had a quiz today. In ancient Greek. Here's how quizzes work while taking a virtual dead language class. They're all open book. I can use whatever materials I've created and the book. The quiz is 10 questions: 5 translation, 5 parsing (if you're unfamiliar, parsing is identifying all the characteristics of a noun or… Continue reading Beware fAnguses Bearing Gifts
Of Ants and Corpses
Ok. I know part of home ownership is critter management, and the occasional run-in with THINGS that think it's acceptable behavior to invade/explore/hunt in my house. Please recall my incident last spring with a demon house centipede or ALL THE WASPY GOODNESS earlier this summer. The ants. You guys. The ants. Sometimes I think if… Continue reading Of Ants and Corpses
Day 1035 of Captivity
The Evil Overlord has been ill for some time now, and while I often find her company unacceptable I will say she's been more available for naps. I approve. Sometimes I sleep on her feet because they're offensively cold. Sometimes I bite them anyway. I follow her all around the house so I can keep… Continue reading Day 1035 of Captivity
No Pithy Phrase 